Chapter 299
Ruthless prudence is right, cruelty and tyranny leave no room for error.

Mephisto is a demon god of hatred and a deceitful demon king. To him, lies are like wolves eating sheep, sheep eating grass, and grass gnawing the earth, without any sense of disobedience.

Its lies can no longer be regarded as lies, what it says is only its own truth, and to deceive others, one must first deceive oneself, so as to squeeze out sincere emotions and make people believe what he said.

At the moment when the green light that once brought him unforgettable torture came on, Mephisto's figure disappeared instantly, and what remained in place was just the fake body he had seen before. Eun still couldn't tell if it was real, but he didn't need to.

As long as the settlement of the task does not appear, then Mephisto is not dead, Ron just needs to remember this.

How can it not take revenge?How could he not vent the anger that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time?
Although the plan of surrender didn't work at all, the counterattack that had been brewing for a long time was so fierce that Ron was in a hurry even without any bonus.

It is likely that Mephisto, who has lived for hundreds of 14 years, is definitely not an idiot who knows nothing, although for demons, they spend most of their time repeatedly knocking out other people's dog brains, or putting My own dog brain played out such meaningless things, but just counting the little time left, it was much more than Ron or other wizards.

In its eyes, the magic of time and space is not so mysterious that it cannot be recognized at all. Although demons cannot interfere with time and space like wizards, they know how to prevent wizards from interfering with time and space.

All magic, including the dragon language spirit, is the same. When any magic spell that involves foreign objects and does not act on itself, once it falls into the chaotic magic field, the ability to cast spells externally will be interfered and disappeared.

Just like the beast tide, the magic storm caused by hundreds of thousands or millions of beast tides can seal the magic release of any magical creature, even the original overlord dragon, but the dragon is not afraid of beast tide beasts The tide is enough, they can fly, and Longwei will disperse the beast tide, that is the majesty that cannot be offended.

But Mephisto can also fly, and it is not afraid of the dragon power emanating from Ron.

The breath of the abyss boiled beside Ron, and at the moment when the filthy breath gushed out, the frightened scurrying of magic power caused a small turbulent flow of magic power to appear beside Ron, although the scale was not as large as the beast tide that spanned the skyline in all directions. , but here is a confined space, wide but too limited.

The entire lava-covered room was surrounded by this chaotic magic field, and the miserable green light gushing out from the tip of the wand only appeared for a moment before disappearing abruptly.

Mephisto's strength is stronger than Ron's, and its speed is only inferior. Although it is a natural barrier after a little distance, but in this almost close-to-body distance, the difference in speed is overwhelmed by Great smoothing.

Ron could even smell the smell emanating from Mephisto's body. Unlike the foul-smelling black blood, this demon who once resembled a vampire also had a smell that could be said to be body odor. But this smell is poisonous, like that poppy flower, delicate but deadly.

This is probably also part of its cunning and deception, it will not let go of any calculable details.

But small tricks are useless, to destroy this half-dragon, half-human monster, you can only defeat him head-on with a stronger force than him, and completely crush him.

Ron's flurry was only temporary. Mephisto had indeed found an excellent opportunity to cut in, and indeed sealed Ron's varied magic and speech, but this guy himself was not a serious wizard. Holding the magic wand biubiubiu or clapping your hands to 'snap' and using alchemy are the icing on the cake.

He is the heir of the King of Knights, so he gripped his long sword tightly and carried out the winner-takes-all chivalry spirit, chopping up everything in front of him and stepping on his feet.

The broken steel sword and Mephisto's sharp claws made a piercing scream, the power of the dirty abyss and the platinum holy flame intertwined and disappeared, and the heavy blow containing the power of the sword came from the sword. There was a dull sharp pain in his chest, and Mephisto's body, which was bigger than before, told Ron that the demon at this moment was trying his best to kill him.

"But it shouldn't be so stupid." The thought flashed through Ron's mind quickly, "It's impossible for it not to recognize the absolute disadvantage of me and it in close combat."

"Su-Grah-Dun"

Word spirit, elemental rage.

The power of the wind wrapped itself around the dragon-shaped figure.

Mephisto said that since the hidden backhand can't see, find, or guess, then don't see, don't look for, and don't guess!
It needs to buy time for a fatal blow, so before this blow comes, cut off its head and kill it!

Dead people can't count people, and dead demons can't count people.

The sudden explosive increase in shooting speed caused Mephisto, who was just relying on the advantages of sneak attack and strength to fight for time, to collapse instantly, making such a shadow mage who is good at calculation, conspiracy, and long-range output and a berserker like Ron It is too cruel to be locked in this small room where two people can run around ten laps in one second.

In the face of absolute power, conspiracies and calculations can only retreat, and those who do not retreat will wait to meet the inevitable fate of being crushed.

The red-haired man delivered 'Death' to it inch by inch indifferently. This was not the romance of five centimeters per second, but a speed that could not be seen by the taillights in an instant.

Regardless of whether it refused or not, whether it was frightened or not, every slash left irreparable scars on this tenacious body that had gradually lost its once exuberant vitality.

The executioner no longer used the wand to act as the executioner, he held the razor himself, and sliced ​​open the body of the demon that once again screamed in terror and howled, trying to escape from here.

The weaker breath is pushing its life to the critical point of the limit!
In the end, before the unappeared conspiracy was brewed and hatched, the broken steel sword burning with the platinum holy flame dismantled this tenacious body. With the detailed illustration of the devil's anatomy recorded in his mind, Ron I personally checked the authenticity of the pictures and texts.

The research and splitting of demons by the demon warlocks at the beginning was obviously at its peak. After practicing it himself, Ron was unable to pick out any mistakes or omissions.

Alchemists have always been very rigorous, and this statement has been successfully verified again.

He picked out a multicolored crystal hidden in the flesh and blood. The spar, which is only the size of a thumbnail, has thousands of colors flowing. This is the most important thing in the devil's body, although it will not directly kill the demon after it is taken out. , but it takes a lot of demonic energy to condense again.

This is the core of the transformational powers of demons, the source of their power.

Although it is a non-fatal vital point, it is an organ that can be regenerated, but Mephisto, who has reached the limit of his body, has no strength to quickly regenerate one. to the ground.

It let out a weak cry of pain, turned its back on the perpetrator behind it, and crawled forward as if crying.

It is on the run, although it is not the first time, although it is not known whether it is true or not, whether there is still a conspiracy brewing.

The instinct of survival was driving Mephisto to stay away from here, even if it was only a little bit, it smashed the solidified lava, leaving behind a dark but bloody muddy road.

It's scared, maybe it's true this time, but the man behind it still doesn't care what it thinks, he only cares that what he wants to do has not been completed, and the count of 0 has not yet become what he wants 1. Wanted.

"Flash."

The second sheath hiding the real blade of the holy sword was opened again, and the thirteen chains collapsed one after another. The disappearing iron chain seemed to bind the enemy in front of it. Mephisto could not continue to crawl forward, and it turned hard head, only to see the increasingly dazzling light behind him.

"This is the last"

"The Oath - The Sword of Victory!"

The contract of must win, must hit, and must be killed was finally written at this moment, and the monster body transformed into a half-dragon resisted the terrible pressure required to write this contract.

After a thousand years, the brilliant sword light once again bloomed in the king's city. Just like the king before, when the sword confronts the enemy, the one who kills will surely win!

Ron stared at the smooth ground in front of him where Mephisto should be the last place. He wanted to choke out a handsome farewell word to practice pretending in this place where no one was around, but he couldn't find the right word after thinking for a long time.

"Ugh"

With a helpless sigh, the flawless and shiny blade of the Broken Steel Sword slowly sank into the arms of Avalon, the scabbard. The brothers who had been separated for a thousand years hugged each other here, and they must have whispered something.

(End of this chapter)

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